Walking The Tracks (Sequel to The Train)
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Chapter 3
TITLE: Walking the Tracks 3/?
AUTHOR: LadyMidnight (midnightwing2268@yahoo.com)
WARNINGS: AU, Angst, Drama and Romance
RATINGS: R to NC-17
ARCHIVES: If you want…please just ask.
FEEDBACK: Yes, please
DISCLAIMER: Please don't ask, it is too upsetting to admit that I don't own Gundam Wing or the characters. *sob......whimper....sob*
This is for everyone one who said they liked my stories. Thank you for keeping the *evil muse* alive.
Always to my friend, Liz
Walking the Tracks
3/?
"Quatre?"
Duo could not believe what he had just seen. He had returned to Quatre's house hoping to learn the reasons for Heero's odd behavior earlier. This was the last thing he expected.
When he had arrived at the Winner estate, Duo had been met at the door by one of the largest men he had ever seen. Staring up into that forbidding face, Duo hadn't been sure he would be able to find his voice, but he did. He asked for Quatre and after the man gave him a thorough once over, he was told that he would find Master Quatre in the stables.
But there was no sign of the small blond in the stables. Once outside again, Duo noticed the distance shape of the gazebo; not stopping to question the little voice inside him that said he would find Quatre there, he walked towards it, stopping when he heard voices.
"Please, Heero." Quatre begged.
"Say it!" Heero commanded.
"No!" Quatre moaned.
"Say it!" Heero commanded again.
"Pleeasssee!" Quatre whimpered.
"SAY IT!" Heero growled.
"I...I...belong...to you. I belong...to...He...Heero!"
Duo found a thin section in the bush he was standing behind and peered through. He saw Heero straddling the small blond Arab, one hand calmly wrapped around Quatre's pulsing erection, the other pinning the boy to the gazebo floor. The blond cried out as Heero gave his cock a couple of strokes, spilling his essence over the Japanese boy's hand. It looked to Duo as if Quatre lost consciousness then, because Heero pulled the boy upright, propping him against one of the gazebo benches. He tilted Quatre's head up, kissed him softly and whispered, "Don't fight me anymore, angel. I have claimed you as mine and no one will take you from me." Heero turned and walked out of the gazebo.
The braided boy waited until he was sure that Heero was long gone. As he stepped around the bush, Duo heard Quatre wake and begin to cry. He knew that he should leave, walk away and pretend he hadn't seen anything, but Quatre's sobs were tearing him up inside, and a quiet rage was building inside Duo Maxwell; a rage that was focused on Heero Yuy. It was that feeling that made him come forward and speak.
"Quatre?"
"Oh, Allah, please no! Please go away, Duo!" Quatre cried, turning away from Duo's concerned face. "Just go away and leave me alone!"
Duo knelt down next to the weeping boy, drawing Quatre into his arms. He tightened his arms when Quatre tried to push him away. He felt tears start to run down his cheeks as the boy finally stop fighting and let Duo pull him up onto one of the gazebo's padded seats. Holding the small Arab, almost on his lap, he tried to see the laughing teen-ager in this sobbing broken creature. What in the name of all that’s holy was Heero Yuy doing.
"Shh, I'm here now, Quatre. I'm so fucking sorry about this, but I need you to tell me what is going on."
Quatre reared back, his aqua eyes pleading with Duo not to ask. When Duo just continued to look at him, he hide his face in Duo's neck, making the words he spoke sound muffled.
"I'm not sure what is happening, Duo, but Heero is crazy and now, I'm afraid of what he will do next."
“Come on, Quatre… crazy. I would call Heero a lot of thing, bastard being one of them, but crazy has never come to my mind.” Duo answered trying to reconcile the Heero Yuy that he had grown up with as opposed to the image of the Heero bent over Quatre’s half nude body laying claim to him.
Finally giving in to the rage that had been building in him since the train station bathroom, Quatre flung himself off Duo’s lap and paced in front of the startled boy. He did have the presence of mind to be happy that the tee-shirt he wore was far too big, hanging to his knees. Quatre knew from a quick glance that his shorts were in no shape to be worn again; at least not until they had been washed. But to emphasize what he was about to tell Duo, Quatre picked up the semen stained shorts and threw them at the other boy’s feet.
“Today your friend, Heero Yuy grabbed me on the train, then dragged me into an empty bathroom and fucked me. No roses, no candlelight… shit, he didn’t even ask me if that was what I wanted.” Quatre resumed pacing back and forth in from of Duo. “It never even occurred to him that I might not be into guys, much less that I wouldn’t be interested in him. No… Heero Yuy says that I am his and he is going to fuck me. And guess what Duo… that is just what he did.” The anger in Quatre faded, leaving deep hurt and shame in its place. Falling to his knees, he again gave into tears.
Standing and walking over to Quatre’s kneeling form, Duo placed a gentle hand on soft blond hair. Lightly running his fingers through the strands of hair, Duo whispered softly, “Then Heero is a dead man… because I am going to kill him.”
TBC
Owari
AUTHOR: LadyMidnight (midnightwing2268@yahoo.com)
WARNINGS: AU, Angst, Drama and Romance
RATINGS: R to NC-17
ARCHIVES: If you want…please just ask.
FEEDBACK: Yes, please
DISCLAIMER: Please don't ask, it is too upsetting to admit that I don't own Gundam Wing or the characters. *sob......whimper....sob*
This is for everyone one who said they liked my stories. Thank you for keeping the *evil muse* alive.
Always to my friend, Liz
Walking the Tracks
3/?
"Quatre?"
Duo could not believe what he had just seen. He had returned to Quatre's house hoping to learn the reasons for Heero's odd behavior earlier. This was the last thing he expected.
When he had arrived at the Winner estate, Duo had been met at the door by one of the largest men he had ever seen. Staring up into that forbidding face, Duo hadn't been sure he would be able to find his voice, but he did. He asked for Quatre and after the man gave him a thorough once over, he was told that he would find Master Quatre in the stables.
But there was no sign of the small blond in the stables. Once outside again, Duo noticed the distance shape of the gazebo; not stopping to question the little voice inside him that said he would find Quatre there, he walked towards it, stopping when he heard voices.
"Please, Heero." Quatre begged.
"Say it!" Heero commanded.
"No!" Quatre moaned.
"Say it!" Heero commanded again.
"Pleeasssee!" Quatre whimpered.
"SAY IT!" Heero growled.
"I...I...belong...to you. I belong...to...He...Heero!"
Duo found a thin section in the bush he was standing behind and peered through. He saw Heero straddling the small blond Arab, one hand calmly wrapped around Quatre's pulsing erection, the other pinning the boy to the gazebo floor. The blond cried out as Heero gave his cock a couple of strokes, spilling his essence over the Japanese boy's hand. It looked to Duo as if Quatre lost consciousness then, because Heero pulled the boy upright, propping him against one of the gazebo benches. He tilted Quatre's head up, kissed him softly and whispered, "Don't fight me anymore, angel. I have claimed you as mine and no one will take you from me." Heero turned and walked out of the gazebo.
The braided boy waited until he was sure that Heero was long gone. As he stepped around the bush, Duo heard Quatre wake and begin to cry. He knew that he should leave, walk away and pretend he hadn't seen anything, but Quatre's sobs were tearing him up inside, and a quiet rage was building inside Duo Maxwell; a rage that was focused on Heero Yuy. It was that feeling that made him come forward and speak.
"Quatre?"
"Oh, Allah, please no! Please go away, Duo!" Quatre cried, turning away from Duo's concerned face. "Just go away and leave me alone!"
Duo knelt down next to the weeping boy, drawing Quatre into his arms. He tightened his arms when Quatre tried to push him away. He felt tears start to run down his cheeks as the boy finally stop fighting and let Duo pull him up onto one of the gazebo's padded seats. Holding the small Arab, almost on his lap, he tried to see the laughing teen-ager in this sobbing broken creature. What in the name of all that’s holy was Heero Yuy doing.
"Shh, I'm here now, Quatre. I'm so fucking sorry about this, but I need you to tell me what is going on."
Quatre reared back, his aqua eyes pleading with Duo not to ask. When Duo just continued to look at him, he hide his face in Duo's neck, making the words he spoke sound muffled.
"I'm not sure what is happening, Duo, but Heero is crazy and now, I'm afraid of what he will do next."
“Come on, Quatre… crazy. I would call Heero a lot of thing, bastard being one of them, but crazy has never come to my mind.” Duo answered trying to reconcile the Heero Yuy that he had grown up with as opposed to the image of the Heero bent over Quatre’s half nude body laying claim to him.
Finally giving in to the rage that had been building in him since the train station bathroom, Quatre flung himself off Duo’s lap and paced in front of the startled boy. He did have the presence of mind to be happy that the tee-shirt he wore was far too big, hanging to his knees. Quatre knew from a quick glance that his shorts were in no shape to be worn again; at least not until they had been washed. But to emphasize what he was about to tell Duo, Quatre picked up the semen stained shorts and threw them at the other boy’s feet.
“Today your friend, Heero Yuy grabbed me on the train, then dragged me into an empty bathroom and fucked me. No roses, no candlelight… shit, he didn’t even ask me if that was what I wanted.” Quatre resumed pacing back and forth in from of Duo. “It never even occurred to him that I might not be into guys, much less that I wouldn’t be interested in him. No… Heero Yuy says that I am his and he is going to fuck me. And guess what Duo… that is just what he did.” The anger in Quatre faded, leaving deep hurt and shame in its place. Falling to his knees, he again gave into tears.
Standing and walking over to Quatre’s kneeling form, Duo placed a gentle hand on soft blond hair. Lightly running his fingers through the strands of hair, Duo whispered softly, “Then Heero is a dead man… because I am going to kill him.”
TBC
Owari